Billionaire Bargain

Asher Blackwood stood confidently at the head of the conference table, surveying the room with an air of quiet authority. The committee members seated around the table regarded him with a mix of respect and wariness.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Asher began, his deep voice commanding attention. "I'm sure you're all aware of the current... situation. Our company's future depends on having a new chairman as soon as possible.

The committee members leaned forward, intrigued. Asher's uncle, Reginald Blackwood, sat at the far end of the table, his eyes narrowing.

" Asher continued, his eyes locked on the committees "I am the next Inkin for the new chairman position, I have fifty percent of the shares, so what do you mean I'm not worthy of the position when my father decided it in his will?

The committee members nodded, seeming to accept Asher's proposal. But Reginald Blackwood's expression turned skeptical.

"I'm not sure I understand what you're saying, Asher," Reginald said, his voice dripping with disdain. " According to the family's rule, the successor should be married to become the new chairman, and I'm sure you don't have a plan of getting married" he scoffs, " you don't even have a girlfriend "

Asher grinned, and his expression hardened "You think you know everything about me, Uncle Reg. I'm going to get married to the woman I love. So get ready to get invited. He scowls.

Reginald Blackwood's face reddened, and he said, "We'll see to it if you have a girlfriend or you're going to get married to one of your whore"

Asher knew that his uncle was eager to take over as chairman of the company, and Asher's marriage had just thrown a wrench into those plans.

The committee members began to discuss and they finally agreed to wait until the marriage and then decide if he is worthy of being the new chairman.

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"These people think they can take the company away from me" his fists clenched, "I'm not letting any bastard take anything that is mine, and this company is mine!" Asher said in a possessive tone. His assistant stood there as she made a slight bow" I'll find a woman who is competent and fit to be your wife as soon as possible " she said in a shaky tone.

" But before you do that, find a whore for me, I need to get my dick wet, Too many things and people are irritating me, I need to ease my mind," Asher said, his voice low and husky.

"Okay, I will " his assistant, Rachel said, and she bowed respectfully. Rachel has been Asher's assistant for years now, she took care of him when he was young, and at that time she was his mother's assistant. She had a close relationship with Asher's mother and cared for him like her own son. Asher respects her a lot because she's the only person he trusts in the world and the only person who has been by his side ever since his mother died from a terminal sickness.

*******

Lyra Taylor's eyes scanned the stack of unpaid bills on her kitchen counter, her heart sinking with each passing moment. It had been six months since her parents' tragic death in a hit-and-run accident, and the financial struggles had been mounting ever since.

As she poured herself a cup of lukewarm coffee, Lyra's gaze drifted to the small, frail figure sitting on the couch. Her younger sister, Mia, was only 10 years old, and the weight of responsibility for her care had fallen squarely on Lyra's shoulders.

Lyra's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her phone ringing. She hesitated for a moment before looking at the caller, knowing that the caller was likely another bill collector.

She took her phone and had a sigh of relief.

" hey Rosie "

" hey, bestie! Where are you? I have something important to tell you"

" what is more important than paying my bills, I'm not in the mood for gossip "

" chill girl, it's about money, I have a big shot for you, I'm on my way"

Before I could say anything, Rosie ended the call, now, I'm curious about the 'big shot' Lyra said as she took a sip of her lukewarm coffee.

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"I heard the soft beep of my door's password entry, and I knew instantly that it was Rosie, my best friend. She's the one person who knows me inside and out, and I've shared every secret, every dream, and every fear with her."

"Girl.. spill the tea, you got me curious already," I said inquisitively, my curiosity getting the better of me.

" Chill girl, I just came in, give me a second to catch my breath, " Rosie said with a languid drawl.

"Suit yourself, darling," I said with a playful smile and a dash of sass.

"Okay... do you know Asher Blackwood?"

Rosie asked.

"The heir of Blackwood Industries, who doesn't know him in the whole of Los Angeles. And what could he possibly have to do with my big shot" I asked, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

" you know I told you my aunt has been working for him as his assistant "

"Yes, I know, now get to the point," I snapped, my patient getting thin.

"My aunt called me with a surprising proposition. 'Find a girl to have a night with Asher tonight,' she said. 'He's willing to pay top dollar, and who knows, you might even catch his eye.'"

"I scoffed at her suggestion. 'Catch his eye? You've got to be kidding me. Asher's a billionaire with a reputation for being ruthless and detached. He doesn't care about anyone but himself. All he wants is a trophy to warm his bed, not a meaningful connection.' I shook my head, incredulous. 'And you think I can catch his attention? Please."

"You have a point, but you're a stunning woman, and don't let your current struggles make you forget that. A one-night stand with him might be just what you need to get back on your feet. Think about it, Lyra - the kind of money he's willing to pay could solve all your problems." She gazed at me with a persuasive glint in her eye.

Thinking about it, Rosie is right, if I could just have a night with him I would be able to pay for everything I need to get done, and besides I haven't had sex in months. " okay then, I'll agree it, it's not a big deal, its just sex." I said a ....tone

I pondered Rosie's words, and the more I thought about it, the more sense it made. "You know what, Rosie? You're right. One night with him would cover all my expenses and get my life back on track. And let's be real, it's been months since I've had sex." I shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant. "Okay, fine. I'll do it. It's just sex, after all. No big deal." I said.

"Okay great, I'll call my aunt and inform her, " Rosie said in a satisfied tone.

*******

As the clock struck 7:39 pm, I found myself in a state of panic, still undecided on what to wear for my impending meeting with the enigmatic billionaire, Asher Blackwood. My wardrobe, which I had meticulously searched from top to bottom, had yielded nothing suitable for the occasion, leaving me feeling stressed and overwhelmed, with my room in disarray. In a moment of desperation, I had thrown on a top and baggy jeans, but the reflection staring back at me was far from satisfactory.

Feeling frustrated and on the verge of getting annoyed, I decided to seek the help of my best friend, Rosie, and dialed her number.

"Hey girl, I'm stranded," I exclaimed, trying to convey the gravity of my situation. "I have no idea what to wear, and my wardrobe is severely lacking in suitable attire. I know you have a great sense of style, so I was wondering if you could bring over some dresses for me to choose from?" I asked, hoping against hope that she would come through for me.

Rosie's reassuring response helped to calm my nerves, "No problem, girl, you could have called earlier, though - it's getting late. I'll try to arrange some dresses and bring them over soon." I breathed a sigh of relief, grateful for her help. "Thanks, girl, I knew I could count on you," I said, feeling a sense of gratitude. We ended the call, and I waited anxiously for Rosie's arrival.

Thirty minutes later, Rosie burst through the door, her arms laden with bags of dresses, and a warm smile on her face. I was taken aback by the sheer number of options she had brought, and we quickly got to work, sifting through the dresses, searching for the perfect one. We tried on several dresses, but none of them seemed quite right, until we came across a stunning red dress.

I slipped into it, and the fit was impeccable. Rosie's eyes lit up, "This is the one!" she exclaimed, its silk fabric hugging my curves in all the right places. The fitted, sleeveless design accentuated my toned arms and shoulders, while the subtle sweetheart neckline framed my heart-shaped face. The dress fell in soft folds to just above my knees, showcasing my long, slender legs.

My raven-black hair cascaded down my back in luscious waves, with a few loose strands framing my face. My bright, piercing green eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief, lined with a subtle smudge of eyeliner. A soft, rosy blush adorned my cheeks, complementing my porcelain skin.

My full lips were painted a deep, bold red, matching the dress perfectly. I wore a pair of sleek, black stilettos that added a few inches to my already statuesque frame. A delicate silver necklace with a tiny diamond pendant glinted in the light, drawing attention to my décolletage.

With a final spritz of perfume and a confident smile, I was ready to make a lasting impression on Asher... or maybe just sex. I said in a low tone.

"Girl you look so hot, I'm sure Asher is going to fall for you," she said teasingly.

I turned to the mirror, rolling my eyes.

It's 8:45 pm already, I'm late, the distance from my house to the hotel will take 30 minutes I need to get going.

" Thank you for agreeing to babysit my Mia, I'll get going now my cab is waiting," I said already running outside.

********

As I emerged from the hot tub, I wrapped a towel around my waist and reached for my phone to check the time. 9 pm. This bitch was late. I gritted my teeth, annoyance simmering just below the surface. Just as I was about to curse my luck, the door swung open and a vision of loveliness walked in.

The woman was stunning. Her red dress hugged her curves in all the right places, accentuating her toned physique. Her piercing green eyes sparkled as she scanned the room, and her raven-black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of night. Her presence was captivating, radiating a warm, inviting aura.